Harry Potter Book Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“What’s the first class?” “Foundational Arcane Theory. It’s for all first-years,” she replied, not looking up from her journal. “Professor Albright teaches it. He’s… thorough.” I nodded, grabbing the simple black uniform that had been left for me on a chair. It was similar to the leather outfit Faustina had given me, but made of a softer, more practical fabric. As I dressed, I felt a knot of anxiety tighten in my stomach. Foundational Arcane Theory. How was I supposed to get through a magic class when I couldn’t even light a candle with my mind anymore?

Not long after, both Amelia and I were waiting by the front door in our coats like I was told too, Anthony hasn't stopped running up and down the stairs, getting random things in his hands. He opens the door telling me to put Amelia in the car before disappearing once again, I just shrug my shoulders walking over to the car gently placing her into the car as I hear dogs. This was the first time I've actually heard anything around here, it was as though we were the only ones around.I fully strap her in, as Anthony tells me he's ready but I needed to use the bathroom, he tells me to hurry passing me the keys, I run in to see on the desk was a new notebook. I decide to ignore it and go to the b

The page race from the beginning to the end and then settle on the first page. "I couldn't open the book without the password, so how did the uncles expect me to read it," I say. Mother Agnes chuckles. "They knew you would come here," she says. I think for a moment. I feel like the last few days have been an endless maze of puzzles. Why can't they just tell me what the hell is going on and who I am? Maybe sit me down and say hey, this is what we need from you. I guess that would be too simple, or maybe they are taking precautions.

“Lies are distasteful Leiya” I immediately fell silent, watching him shake his head. When he walked closer to the window, I noticed a book in his hands. A dark looking, uninteresting book. “Your first lesson,” He announced as he turned to look at me, holding the book with both hands in front of him. “Is to teleport yourself outside your chamber.” He said casually and planted himself onto the chair. He held out the book to me with a straight face. I stared at him, the book and back to him. I was supposed to learn spells from a book? I almost laughed at the idea itself.

Which in English meant : The story of a dead woman. Dad was never one to read books so why would he keep a book that had a creepy title hidden inside his drawer? Curiosity got the best of me, making me pick up the book and sit down in Dad's office chair as I opened the book where I was immediately met by the first chapter. Chapter One: Le jour de ma première mort It was never easy to make a life changing decision but I never knew how that felt… because I never made my own decisions. Not once.

Tom recited along with his recollections as he immediately opened his eyes wide. "The book. Fighting against itself and having its own consciousness, it's time to dig! ' He immediately started ravaging through the book seeing other mysterious drafts and out-of-the-normal sketches of some unpopular places before he returned to page fifty-five. He started reading, what he was reading on that page wasn't what he read on that same page yesterday, instead he was seeing a whole different print. Chapter Six The Plan "You're indeed he. The chosen one. Yet, the road is still to be walked on. The treasures still to be unearthed. So many passages will appear to mislead… "

She looks down at the name tag, blushing even more fiercely. Chapter 1.21 Barking Spiders, Xoxo Nyx

I could not believe he was standing in front of me after so long. "Theo?" "Mom." The End... ___________________________________________________________________ Hey guys! That was book one! The next chapter starts with Book 2, The Return. Hope you guys enjoy it!

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

Evans said and brought out a book from his coat pocket before holding it out to Hazel. Hazel looked at the book in his hand and said, “This is the book of prophecy.” She stretched out her hand to receive the book. As soon as the book was in her hand, she saw a red glow from under the book and when she turned her hand, she saw that it came from the ring on her finger. Her eyes widen almost immediately and she looked at Mr. Evans. “No way! Don’t tell me—” “Yes. I came as soon as I saw it. The pages now have words in it. Why don’t you open the first page and see what is written there?” Mr. Evans said and Hazel placed the book on the table and wasted no time in turning the first page.